No Shame in Desertion

Gunfire in the distance The time for goodbyes is over Run, darling run This isn't your fight There are some battles Where a retreat is a win Desert this relationship Before he destroys you -Kel Dayheart

No Skill Set

A man of many trades Is hard to find Nowadays people have no trades Or quantifiable skills Unless one counts The art of bullshit a skill? -Kel Dayheart

Smoldering

She was fire Burning bright Bold unrepentant But like fire She could be Smothered Snuffed Until she lost Her flame -Kel Dayheart

Icy

I am more cold bloodied Than even I believed As I sit soaking up the sun I am still so chilled -Kel Dayheart

An Ode to Green

It is in a single blade Of freshly mowed grass It is in the vibrancy Of healthy plants It is in the luck Of a festive St. Patty's day It is in the cool surface Of a may's stone But it also finds its home Within the gleaming eyes of envy -Kel Dayheart

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